An old professor who comes to the house was explaining yesterday to mama that wars are no longer possible in these progressive times.

In two months' time, there would scarcely be any men left, in three, the world would find itself without money to continue the struggle.

I do not recall exactly how it was, but he explained it all very clearly, in a manner most delightful to hear." She reflected in silence, trying to co-ordinate her confused recollections, but dismayed by the effort required, added on her own account.
"Just imagine what war would mean--how horrible! Society life paralyzed.
No more parties, nor clothes, nor theatres! Why, it is even possible that they might not design any more fashions! All the women in mourning.
Can you imagine it?
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